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About 8 years ago, I had the distinct pleasure of watching someone sit on the fender of my '81 MC SC ... uninvited ... at a local S Elgin cruise night. I slowly made my way back to my car ... and just stood there ... watching him ... wondering how long he was planning to plant his rear end on my car's fender. I didn't wait too long; his buddy suddenly noticed that I was staring at them ... and motioned for him to move. He looked back at me, shrugged and walked away. I didn't say a word, though when I saw him leave in a spotless older (late 1960s early 1970s as I recall) Dodge, I wish I had. You really think I'd have survived unscathed had I sat on HIS car?

Now, sure ... my '81 MC SC (like all of my Monte Carlos) is FAR from perfect ... so a new scratch on an already-scratched fender is NOT a big deal. And, given the shape of the paint on it and my other MCs, I suppose I shouldn't be all that concerned...or complain too much. However, it is the principle. Too many times, people disrespect other peoples' property ... without a thought.

Something similar happened just this past late April. I walked out of work one afternoon, to find a car parked next to mine with a flat tire. As I walked up to my 87 MC LS/CL, I calmly took note that the people changing the tire were very close to my car. Then, as I walked past the front to the driver's door, I noticed a guy put his wallet on the hood of my car ... gliding it over the hood as he reached into it. I opened the door ... watching him as he left the wallet on the hood of my car. The girl with him happened to notice my stare ... and motioned for him to remove his wallet. He did ... and actually apologized, saying, "Oh, sorry, sir." I just nodded...and then shook my head as I got into my car.

Then, the first Monday in May, I came out of my doctor's office ... to find a center cap on my '87 MC LS/CL's honeycomb/checkerboard wheels missing. All 4 were on the car when I went in for my appointment, but only 3 were left when I got back to the car. The one missing ... driver's side front....

Maybe it's just me ... but I treat everyone else's car, whether I like it or not, as if it were my own. I don't lean on them, I don't sit on them, I don't even TOUCH them ... unless told it is OK. Why others don't have a similar mentality ... especially car enthusiasts ... I do not understand. In some ways, I don't even understand non-car enthusiasts not understanding this concept....

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I had an 02 Silverado Z-71 Extended Cab. I was eating at a diner where there was a car show going on outside. As I walked from the restaurant, I noticed a leaning against the front bumper of the truck while talking to his friends. The guy was facing away from me, so I calmly took out my keys and hit the panic button on the RKE. He about pissed his pants. I shut off the panic alarm using the unlock button, got in the truck with my son, started it up, and drove off. The guy stared at me the whole time, but didn't say anything to me.

As far as the MOPAR thing, I've known a few of the MOPAR guys to be rabid. I've told this story here before, but a few years ago a guy I know, real nice guy, drove his 69 SS/396 Chevelle (NICE car) up to the Mopar nats just to watch the Mopars cruise down Bethel road, which is a part of the Mopar nats.

Bunch of Mopar guys started throwing beer cans at the guys car and calling it a piece of &#036;h&#33; and threatening a fight. Guy I know is a carpenter and a pretty big guy, but he was outnumbered so he just left.

Really pissed when someone took a baseball bat to a co workers 4 day old HHR about a year and a half ago.

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Last year there was a nice fistfight that broke out, and the fight continued on the hood of my cobalt.....

Last month I parked as far as I could from the bank I was at...only to find some POS old Nissan parking next to it....by like 2 inches...continues to door my car a few times, doors it again getting her kids out of the back...tosses her kids crap on my trunk...and gets out. If her HUGE gang looking BF didn't out of the car..I would have said something...just decided to cut my losses there....poor Balt.

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ive had a few instances myself. almost started a fight with 6 football players in high school. the school was sent outside due to a bomb threat so everyone was heading to the parking lot. walking through my cousin pointed out my car and said dont look. there were 6 of em on the impala (pre fixed up but still nice older respray on the car). 2 sitting on the front fender, 2 leaning on the drivers door, and 2 sitting on the rear fender. as we approached i stopped and stared at em. asked "how bout yall get off my car?" just looked at me like i was speaking spanish. asking nice was over, threw my hands up in the air and started walking up to em and told them get the F^%K off the car now. the 2 jackasses on the front fender slid off of it, luckily their pants were already around their knees so only boxers on paint. the others walked away but they were muttering something so i hollered and stay off it too. my cousin asked what i would have done had they not. Tire iron in the trunk along with a 4 ft bamboo cane.

my dad has a better story that i have shared before about the guy with the $4000 paint job on the 66 nova. rusted out junker parked next to him after he parked out in the boonies of the parking lot. chipped the paint on his door so he just busted out all the windows of the other car with a ball peen hammer and drove off.

Last year there was a nice fistfight that broke out, and the fight continued on the hood of my cobalt.....

Last month I parked as far as I could from the bank I was at...only to find some POS old Nissan parking next to it....by like 2 inches...continues to door my car a few times, doors it again getting her kids out of the back...tosses her kids crap on my trunk...and gets out. If her HUGE gang looking BF didn't out of the car..I would have said something...just decided to cut my losses there....poor Balt.

As the economy gets worse, people care even less...

Sounds like some POS people. Same thing happened to my dad's car, although it was old people in a late model Lexus. Stupidity knows no economic boundry.

my dad has a better story that i have shared before about the guy with the $4000 paint job on the 66 nova. rusted out junker parked next to him after he parked out in the boonies of the parking lot. chipped the paint on his door so he just busted out all the windows of the other car with a ball peen hammer and drove off.

Cutting people's valve stems with a pair of electricians wire cutters is nice, simple, and clean. Quick too. I always figure If I'm caught on tape all I'll have to worry about is paying for a valve stem.

I am a pretty big guy and people usually don't mess with me if I act pissed, so usually a verbal confrontation is all certain dimwitts need to be "educated"

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Cutting people's valve stems with a pair of electricians wire cutters is nice, simple, and clean. Quick too. I always figure If I'm caught on tape all I'll have to worry about is paying for a valve stem.

I am a pretty big guy and people usually don't mess with me if I act pissed, so usually a verbal confrontation is all certain dimwitts need to be "educated"

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Cutting people's valve stems with a pair of electricians wire cutters is nice, simple, and clean. Quick too. I always figure If I'm caught on tape all I'll have to worry about is paying for a valve stem.

Chris

naaa just go to the store and get a valve stem wrench hehe, then you can just put it back if you get caught.

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First day we had the Intrepid we took it to the pet store. We parked in the lot and a dirty Nissan Murano parked awfully close next to us. My girlfriend had to carefully get out but did so without touching their car. As we're walking away the guy in the Murano starts yelling that she hit his door. I knew it was a load of &#036;h&#33;, but I humored him and came back over and took a look. Nothing. So I calmly asked if can could point out the supposed mark. He couldn't so he got more pissed and starting throwing insults and yelled at his wife to write down our plate and that he would tell the cops. After crossing that line, I told him and his slut to go f@#k themselves and good luck getting the police to care about something that didn't happen. He drove off and I never heard from the prick again.

First day we had the Intrepid we took it to the pet store. We parked in the lot and a dirty Nissan Murano parked awfully close next to us. My girlfriend had to carefully get out but did so without touching their car. As we're walking away the guy in the Murano starts yelling that she hit his door. I knew it was a load of &#036;h&#33;, but I humored him and came back over and took a look. Nothing. So I calmly asked if can could point out the supposed mark. He couldn't so he got more pissed and starting throwing insults and yelled at his wife to write down our plate and that he would tell the cops. After crossing that line, I told him and his slut to go f@#k themselves and good luck getting the police to care about something that didn't happen. He drove off and I never heard from the prick again.

...that's the nice thing about people in pretty cars, DF. Usually they don't have the balls to put up or shut up. Now in the case of Dave87RS, sounds like that asshole sitting in the car would have unloaded some whop ass.

First day we had the Intrepid we took it to the pet store. We parked in the lot and a dirty Nissan Murano parked awfully close next to us. My girlfriend had to carefully get out but did so without touching their car. As we're walking away the guy in the Murano starts yelling that she hit his door. I knew it was a load of &#036;h&#33;, but I humored him and came back over and took a look. Nothing. So I calmly asked if can could point out the supposed mark. He couldn't so he got more pissed and starting throwing insults and yelled at his wife to write down our plate and that he would tell the cops. After crossing that line, I told him and his slut to go f@#k themselves and good luck getting the police to care about something that didn't happen. He drove off and I never heard from the prick again.

You probably could have rammed the door into the POS Nissan Murano and the cops wouldn't have done anything. Around here if you called the cops for something like that, they would laugh their asses off at you.

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As far as the MOPAR thing, I've known a few of the MOPAR guys to be rabid. I've told this story here before, but a few years ago a guy I know, real nice guy, drove his 69 SS/396 Chevelle (NICE car) up to the Mopar nats just to watch the Mopars cruise down Bethel road, which is a part of the Mopar nats.

Bunch of Mopar guys started throwing beer cans at the guys car and calling it a piece of &#036;h&#33; and threatening a fight. Guy I know is a carpenter and a pretty big guy, but he was outnumbered so he just left.

See ... this example touches on a REAL NERVE with me. It's NO secret how much I like (OK, love) the Monte Carlo...and how that (well, the 1970-1988 originals, anyway) are the ONLY car on the road for me. BUT ... this does NOT mean that I do not appreciate other cars. I do. I have a few favorites that I'd bet would stun a few people...and a few favorites that everyone could pretty much guess...lol. So, this type of behavior between car owners is just ... ridiculous and I do NOT get it at all.

Don't get me wrong ... I like rivalries between nameplates...heck, even within one nameplate ... but the type of behavior the guy you know encountered ... is just NOT cool ... and, imho, no excuse could POSSIBLY justify it ... PERIOD.

*shrugs*

my dad has a better story that i have shared before about the guy with the $4000 paint job on the 66 nova. rusted out junker parked next to him after he parked out in the boonies of the parking lot. chipped the paint on his door so he just busted out all the windows of the other car with a ball peen hammer and drove off.

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I had an 02 Silverado Z-71 Extended Cab. I was eating at a diner where there was a car show going on outside. As I walked from the restaurant, I noticed a leaning against the front bumper of the truck while talking to his friends. The guy was facing away from me, so I calmly took out my keys and hit the panic button on the RKE. He about pissed his pants. I shut off the panic alarm using the unlock button, got in the truck with my son, started it up, and drove off. The guy stared at me the whole time, but didn't say anything to me.

Upgrade to remote start.

Flash the lights, start it up.

The next time he might &#036;h&#33; his pants.

Of course it must be noted that in any situation today, dealing with one-upsmanship, that the escalation of 'hostilities' may rapidly see the situation getting out of hand.

The potential of you becoming the first or second story on your local news increases if the incident occurs during the hot summer months in locales where joblessness is on-the-rise.

In certain places it's considered a moral victory if your vehicle's still there when you go to retrieve it. Keeping your wits about you in sticky situations is a plus also.

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1) My very first car, okay, an '85 Ford Escort (ha ha); anyway, was painted, lowered, new aluminum wheels, and had a few extra bits'n'pieces for show'n'shine condition. It was in perfect condition, so naturally, I parked in places to prevent the natural order of stupidity from damaging it. Even when parked in the very first stall next to the yellow-curb zone (corner of street) by a stop sign on my driver's side, someone managed to park on my left and press the lower door corner of my fender inward. I figure they did it when attempting to park and took a really bad angle into my car. They must have immediately known they did it and took off because I was only gone for a few minutes.

2) I've had about three paint nicks on each side of my car on the door moldings from those lazy-ass and/or old people whom insist that their door be swung WIDE open to get out of their vehicles.

3) In my Monte Carlo, I was parked just outside a nightclub while waiting for the others to come out. Rather than having to double-park, or force the others to walk many blocks in the freezing cold winter to another parking spot, I was lucky to find a narrow spot to sit in the no-parking zone next to the entrance with my hazards on. I saw some friends on the curb so I left the car running to defrost the interior, got out, locked my door and took my keyfob with me to get back in. I was only twenty-feet away from my car when two, happy-drunk-laughing, middle-age couples came out of the club onto the sidewalk. Apparently one of them thought to admire my car as he walked around and looked at it. I had him in the corner of my eye while talking with my friends. The sunnovabitch had the stones to try my door handle! In surprise, all I could do was yell, "Are you kidding me?!" His response was, "Oh sorry... nice car." His wife had a kind of shocked look on her face while the other couple just laughed at their friend. Now, the only question is, if the car hadn't been running, do you think he'd have tried to open the door?

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I was going to add that sometimes the worst respect comes with no damage. While in a parking lot a few weeks ago, my wife and I were just leaving when we noticed a multi-month pregnant woman with an infant in her stroller suddenly with a look of despair because some dillhole in a Grand Cherokee parked right up to her Escape with less than a foot for her to get in. It was really hot outside, so my wife and I both immediately thought we should help her. I parked behind the GC and the very appreciative woman allowed me her keys. Even my skinny ass couldn't fit into the driver's side, so while the woman began setting her daughter in her carseat on the passenger side, I crawled over to the driver's side to get it started and cooled down. Unbeknownst to us, a lady had walked up to my wife and, according to her, asked in a snippy tone, "Could you please move your car so I can get out?" My wife said she just smiled and pointed, saying, "As soon as my husband helps move the car of the pregnant lady and her infant you parked up against, sure!" She said the lady darted her head to look at the Escape, slightly sneered her upper lip and got back into her GC. I had no clue she was even there, so I continued to chat it up with the woman about her pregnancy since we have a 21-month old and my wife is due to give birth any second of any minute of any day now. I probably chatted with her for three or four minutes when I heard this car horn next to us and saw the woman in the GC toss her hands up and mouth, "Well?!" I just smiled, nodded and pointed my finger up saying, "Just a minute." We slowly ended our conversation, I backed her Escape out, chatted the woman up a moment while slowly walking back to my car. I had a heck of a time trying to put on my seat-belt and figure out where "Drive" was on my shifter before idling away from the GC. I figure we made the lady wait about 5-6 minutes in all of this. Revenge is rare, but always sweet.